“It’s President Lane!” said Bess Camp, bringing her cell phone up to Christine White’s eyes and showing her.
Christine White looked at it, and sure enough, it was Baird Lane’s number.
She wondered, “Why would he call you?”
Could it be that she’s here and he’s already found out?
“Not sure.” Bess Camp brought the phone back to her heel, thought carefully, then said, “I think it’s that call from yesterday, and today President Lane saw me call him last night, so he came back specifically to answer it?”
He asked her.
Christine White nodded, “Of course!”
She still wants to hear Baird Lane’s voice.
“That’s good.” Bess Camp hmmmed softly and spoke the call through, turning on the amplification for Christine White to hear.
“It’s me!” Baird Lane’s voice, from the cell phone.
Christine White subconsciously frowned.
What’s going on?
How his voice was so much colder than it used to be, it made people feel cold all over when they heard it.
“President Lane, good noon.” Bess Camp greeted Baird Lane.
Instead of calling back, Baird Lane asked, “What did you want to see me about?”
Bess Camp knew that he was asking about the phone call last night.
“It’s not that big of a deal, I’m going back to my home country, and before I do, I’d like to find out the exact progress of the current collaboration between our two groups.” Bess Camp said to Baird Lane as she looked at Christine White.
Christine White breathed a small sigh of relief.
She was really afraid he’d tell her whereabouts.
“The specific progress of the cooperation?” Baird Lane’s eyes tailed slightly, “Regarding that, it’s on the inventory statement at the end of every month, I don’t believe that Chief Camp’s assistant doesn’t forward it to you, Chief Camp, so Chief Camp, what’s the real purpose of you calling me in the middle of the night, anyway?”
Bess Camp wasn’t surprised when the lie was seen through so quickly, still wearing a bland smile, “That’s really all I’m after.”
“Oh?” Baird Lane quirked the corner of his mouth mockingly, obviously still not convinced, “No one in their right mind would ask about the progress of a collaboration in the middle of the night.”
“I ah, I’m trying to not get jet lagged when I get back home so I’m jet lagging ahead right now, hence why I’m calling you in the middle of the night President Lane, I’m so sorry.” Bess Camp apologized.
Christine White’s mouth dropped open and she looked at him like he was a stranger, disbelief written in her eyes.
She didn’t expect, she really didn’t expect, this person’s so-called gentle and elegant, reserved gentleman, actually just one of the sides, the other side is actually an open-eyed blindness, still not blushing white cut black.
Sure enough … You can’t judge a book by its cover!
“Really, since Camp’s always jet-lagged, do it right and don’t go around disturbing people at the slightest thing.” Baird Lane was obviously upset with Bess Camp as well, and mocked before hanging up the phone.
Aunt Lucy saw his face and poured him a glass of water, “Who angered you, sir?”
“Someone unimportant.” Baird Lane dropped his cell phone and rubbed his still slightly groggy forehead as his voice trailed back.
Aunt Lucy heard him say that, so she couldn’t be bothered to ask detailed questions, so she kept her mouth shut.
Baird Lane finishes his water and sets it down, “Anyone out there, chased off yet?”
“Got kicked out of the property, but I don’t think they’re going to die, they’re still clamoring for the police to be called and for you to go to jail, sir!” Aunt Lucy said, disgruntled.
Early this morning, the couple from The White Family came over and made a scene, crying and screaming for Mr. to pay for their son.
She managed to drive the couple away, but it wasn’t long before they came back, making even more of a mess than before, and even letting it slip that if Mr. didn’t pay for their son, he’d put Mr. in jail.
It’s so stupid, not to mention the fact that Mick White’s death had nothing to do with Mr. The things that Mick White did, he deserved to die.
And that couple even make trouble twice, crying is their son, not once asked how the wife, even if the wife is not their biological daughter, at least also called them more than twenty years of parents, they care about it is not too much.
And yet, not a word!
So Aunt Lucy doesn’t sympathize with The White Family at all , who makes this family bad to the bone.
“If they want to call the police, let them do it, I want to see if they have the ability to send me to jail!” Baird Lane opened his mouth coldly and mercilessly, his eyes were undisguisedly disgusted and disdainful.
It was obvious that he didn’t give a damn about the couple.
Aunt Lucy too, don’t even want to mention them at this point, it’s disgusting.
“Right sir.” Suddenly remembering something, Aunt Lucy slapped her thigh, “This morning Special Assistant Gates came over, saying that The Bort Family father and daughter refused to sign the transfer of property, and were clamoring to see you, asking you to come over in person before they would sign it, I’ve been dealing with The White Family couple, so I’ve forgotten about it. ”
“Won’t sign?” Baird Lane’s stern face sank, the cold air around him minimizing.
“That’s what Special Assistant Gates said.” Aunt Lucy returned with a shiver.
Baird Lane’s lips curved into a cool arc, “In that case, I’ll go over there and see what they want!”
With that, he stood up.
Because of standing too fast, coupled with the already drowsy head, this moment is more _ dizzy, in front of the eyes are a little black.
Aunt Lucy was shocked to see his body swaying, looking like he was going to fall on the couch at any moment, and rushed to hold him up, “What’s wrong with you, sir?”
“I’m fine.” Baird Lane drew his arm back and lifted his foot toward the door.
Aunt Lucy saw his face all white and followed behind him uneasily, “Sir, does your head still hurt?”
Baird Lane bends down to change his shoes and doesn’t respond.
This look on his face still seems like acquiescence to Aunt Lucy.
Seeing him change his shoes and head out the door, Aunt Lucy pulled him back from leaving.
“Sir, why don’t you stop seeing that father and daughter of The Bort Family for a while, you should come with me to the hospital first, see Dr. Norton and have your head examined properly to see what’s going on, you’ve been having a headache since yesterday and it hasn’t cleared up until today, something is obviously not right.” Aunt Lucy persuaded with a million anxious words.
Baird Lane frowned and yanked his hand out of her hand with all the force he could muster, “There, it’s just some vague pain, nothing serious, Aunt Lucy get out of the way.”
“No!” Aunt Lucy blocked the door, just wouldn’t let him out, and looked at him with a serious face, “Sir, you have to know that many big illnesses are caused from small problems that are not taken care of, you can’t just ignore them.”
Baird Lane knew Aunt Lucy was worried about him, of course, but he really didn’t think this headache and dizziness of his was anything serious.
In his opinion, it was just good yesterday’s intracranial congestion that caused it, and it will be fine in a few days.
“Well Aunt Lucy, I won’t change what I’ve decided, you’d better get out of my way!” Baird Lane’s pupils as deep as black holes stared coldly at Aunt Lucy, his tone was not to be trifled with.
Aunt Lucy’s expression stiffened and she seemed a little frightened, taking a step to the side to make way for the doorway.
Baird Lane stopped wasting time on her and pulled the door open and walked out.
Watching his shadow as he drove away, Aunt Lucy sighed sadly.
Since his wife’s accident yesterday, the result of which is still unknown, Mr.’s whole person has changed, becoming colder than before, with a stronger aura, and more say-so, so that even his own body is out of order, and he doesn’t care.
Thinking of this, Aunt Lucy shook her head helplessly and took out her cell phone to call Gates over, urging him to keep an eye on Mr. at all times, and to send Mr. to the hospital as soon as he appeared to have a very painful headache.
Baird Lane doesn’t yet know that Aunt Lucy arranged all this for her after he left the cottage.
He sped all the way to The Bort Family Villa.
Gates was already waiting at the door, and when he saw the car coming, he walked over and pulled the door open for Baird Lane.
Baird Lane got out of the car and headed straight for the cottage, “Did Molly Bort say what she was seeing me for?”